Novel & Cerita Billy Thunderman

“Yes... Yes, it's true. Billy has a very bad temper, and it’s hard to approach him. He’s also prone to violence, and he could really hurt someone.” “Billy? Who is he?” Caitlin asked patiently, hoping Zahra would reveal more useful details. Zahra hesitated before speaking. “Billy used to be The Yuncey Family’s old butler. I heard that one day, he suddenly went mad and started attacking people with a knife. But because he once saved the old master, Timothy decided to take him in and house him in the West Garden to take care of him in his final years. No one is allowed to get close to him, to protect everyone’s safety.”

Wilbur put his hands together and shouted, "Quad Thunder!" The four balls of thunder appeared, immediately holding Maniac down. Under the relentless assault of the thunder strikes, Maniac seemed to return to his senses a little as he stared at Wilbur in terror. "Ambience? You're a peak Ambience cultivator?" "Bit too late for you to notice, buddy," Wilbur said. Haley and the rest were still on the floor in a heap, trembling at the sight of the Quad Thunder. This man could control thunder. Was he even human? He had to be a god.

Darryl shook his head and smiled, indicating that he was not bothered at all. Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a unique temperament slowly walked toward the center of the battle stage. "Everyone, be quiet!" He was not loud, but his voice echoed throughout the valley. His inner energy must be powerful! All eyes were on him. Lillian noticed Darryl looked puzzled and she explained softly, "Darren, this is Harris Yammer from the Thunder Mercenary Team. The Thunder Mercenary Team is the largest mercenary group in The Nine Continents and they have great influence."

The first thought that came to my mind was, 'What was he doing here? “Ohh… don't misunderstand this situation. I'm not Devon. I'm Sebastian, his stepbrother,” the man calmly said, making me more confused. He appeared to have noticed my state of confusion because I heard him chuckle before opening his mouth to explain further. The sound he made when he chuckled made me blush foolishly in embarrassment.

Thomas took out a cigarette and lit it. He smoked it slowly and asked, “You stopped my car and brought so many people. What do you want to do?” Ethan chuckled. He pointed his finger at the burly man beside him and said, “Let me introduce him to you. He is the No. 1 thug in Celandine City, Birdy. He usually wouldn’t make a move. However, once he makes a move, they are either killed or injured, and all of them are major events.

Having that as precedent gave Thunder's quartet the confidence to attack Frank. But to Thunder's shock, Frank's breathing was regular and his speech composed. Forget being hurt—he was not even breathing heavily, while Galen and Blaze were killed. "Boss, you're finally here… H-Help!" In the distance, Bolt was panting even as he dashed toward Thunder, still carrying his explosives with him. The lady in white silk continued chasing after him and stopped to level a cool glare at Thunder. "Hmm. So you're his boss?"

Apart from the large metal door that stood opposite me, there was only one other opening in the room—a window close to the ceiling through which a sliver of moonlight filtered in. “The men got to us, didn’t they?” James muttered. “No shit, Sherlock.” He groaned in response. “You have no idea the kind of trouble we’re in right now.” I looked at him. “You know those thugs?” “I know of them. The big guy—the one with the eye patch—goes by the street name Thunder. He and his companions belong to a popular group of thugs that run shady businesses in this part of town. They also work for higher-ranked werewolves, doing little jobs for them.”

I couldn’t even focus on what he was saying. When his screaming fit was over, Victor spun around and marched back to the door. “Get in here and watch her,” he sneered at someone. A big, burly man stepped in. His head was shaved bald, and he had a beard. His chest was twice as wide as any other man I’d seen, and he was as tall as Victor, but he wore his height well. After Victor disappeared and the lock turned, my new guard leaned against the wall and folded his arms. I was scared he would try something, too. I could try to put up a fight, but this guy was about four times as big as Victor, and he would do as much damage.

Chapter 2 “if your daddy doesn't bring my money in the next thirty minutes, I bet you, you'll kick the bucket.” AHEM he cleared his throat, adjusting his red polka dotted tie. He took a long drag from his cigar and then plodded out. Wincing and groaning I tugged the manacles but it was futile. Minutes later, the bald dude and bulry guy on red T-shirt processed in. “That chair that you are sitting on. Do you know it's an electric chair?”

I mutter, throwing the pieces of the stick I have been mangling into the flames. “Mmm,” Abe says. I look across the fire at Billy who is staring dagger in Abe’s direction and I can’t help but snort a laugh. Billy asked to have Abe with him. He doesn’t trust Abe at all and is waiting for the moment he screws up so he can nail him in the face. Once upon a time, Billy was a loner who found Axel in the woods and fixed him up. The two of them are what real brothers should be.